Sanctimoms, sigh.

I don’t ever want to be accused of not embracing modernity. I use the internet, I have a Karcher Window Cleaner (but I am not very impressed with it). We use state of the art German car seats. However, as a kid this was how my cousins and I would ride around during the summer in my grandmother’s station wagon:

I wish I had an actual picture because, in retrospect, it was astonishing. No seatbelt, hell there wasn’t even a seat! ┬áMiraculously, we all survived.

I am not advocating a return to the reckless 1970’s. Kids should be kept safe and child seats keep children safe. This is without question. Like Climate Change.

Until this happens: Sanctimom in my neighbourhood: “I keep my children rear facing until they are 8.”

I seriously thought she was joking. I know, Sweden, but that is only until age 4. Now there is a movement to keep the poor kids rear facing until 8? Why 8? Why not 10 or 14? Maybe the whole family should ride around backwards all the time?

What does that look like?

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Not very comfortable is what it looks like. Can you imagine riding like that for 21 hours to Disney World?

I know that this will really bother some of the Sanctimoms out there. They will shout in the manner of Marge Simpson: “But the children!?!” Worse still, they might brand me a bad mother. However, I have nieces and nephews who throw up when they forward face, this would make every school trip or supermarket run a journey into the very depths of hell. At what point do we draw a line? I fear that by the time my kids get married, they will have to first climb out of their rear facing car seats and then get out of the limo.

Sanctimoms, sigh.

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Freedom!

Do we give kids enough freedom?

Recently, the ladies in my neighbourhood book club were chatting about our children and their awareness of the cars that drive on the street. All of the women seemed pleased that the children would halt play when cars were coming. All of the women admitted that they stayed outside with their children.

This made me sad. Firstly, that because we don’t have gardens in our neighbourhood, our children must be car-aware from a very young age. Secondly, because the children weren’t getting the chance to explore and have adventures, independently.

As a child, my siblings and I would run and shout like feral children and it was wonderful. We became adventurous and self sufficient.

What happens to the heavily supervised and prematurely car-aware?